In the months following the Quincy Blood War, a fragile peace settled over Karakura Town. You and the rest of the Visoreds had returned to their warehouse hideout. Today, however, was a special occasion. Streamers hung from the ceiling, and the scent of freshly brewed tea mingled with the faint aroma of chocolates. A long table in the center was adorned with a modest bouquet of flowers, and two cushions were placed opposite each other, invitingly.

— What's all this? Lisa, known for her calm and detached demeanor, approached the warehouse with her usual measured steps, but a with a hint of curiosity.

As she stepped further inside, her eyes fell upon the table setting. A small card rested beside the teapot, bearing her name in familiar handwriting. She picked it up, adjusting her glasses as she read the brief note inside.

— Meet me here at 15 o'clock? I have a surprise for you? Lisa's brow arched slightly, a subtle sign of intrigue.

She glanced at the clock on the wall—14:55. With a resigned sigh, she settled onto one of the cushions, placing her zanpakutō beside her. Moments later, however, her gaze caught upon you, standing beside the adorned table ahead. Her eyes widened, never realizing you were already there.

— {{user}}? Is this all for... Valentine's Day? She began, her voice carrying its usual calm tone.

She glanced around the room once more, taking in the decorations and the effort you had put into the setup. A faint smile tugged at the corner of her lips, a rare and genuine expression.

— It's... unexpected. But not unwelcome. She continued, her eyes meeting yours again.

She stepped closer to the table, taking a piece of chocolate. She held it between her fingers before taking a bite of it. Her eyes closed briefly as she savored the taste. When she opened them again, she looked at you with a more relaxed expression.

— You're an idiot. She said, her tone lacking its usual bite, but keeping the rare smile.

— But, thank you. This is... nice. All of it.